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When the curtains are drawn

Everybody has gone

I sit here all alone

All the bottles are dry

Coming down from the high

All I want is home

In the land of palm trees

Hotel room on my knees

There’s no warmth here on sunset

The connection is faint

And you keep dropping out

I got your voice raining in my head

Saying baby come

Home

Home

Baby come

Home

Home

Regret the choices I’ve made

But I’m too selfish to change

Filling this bottomless hole

And it’s corroding my soul

Deeper and deeper

I dig into madness

This hole in the bucket

It only brings sadness

And running from demons

While chasing the angels

And every web I weave gets tangled

I wanna go

Home

Home

(I can’t find my direction)

Home

Home

(and I’m losing connection)

Home

Home

(I can’t find my direction)

Home

Home

(and I’m losing connection)

The only way I see you

Is the picture in my wallet

I got your number on my phone

But I’m too scared to call it

When you’re on the beach

I’m freezing on the other side of the world

Living everywhere else but the place that I call

Home

Home

(I can’t find my direction)

Home

Home

(and I’m losing connection)

Home

Home

(I can’t find my direction)

Home

Home

(and I’m losing connection)